X Files
House of Pain Lyrics


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Well if Jesus is your Lord
Then praise your God
If Islams your thing Allah you Akbar
And if you represent the six pointed star
Then my Heebs back home told me to say Shalom
I put grooves in the mix
I make moves like the Knicks
And take ya straight up the lane
I block out the frame
And then I freeze it
Believe it
You need it like Heron
Before you get ya fight on
Kid, get your stare on
Here come the Dondada making ghettos red hotta
I drop the boom bata like Jake Lamatta
I can single you out
And isolate ya like Mono
I'm undefeated like Rocky Marciano
Hit ya right below the belt
Now ya singing saprano
Talk what ya talk still you don't know what I know

[CHORUS]

Some fiend for ass
Some fiend for cash
Some do the knowledge
Some do the math
Some stick to the road
Some stray from the path
Some do the knowledge
Some do the math

Now East Coast
Westcoast
Money, what's the beef
Its goin down rough like swallowin teeth
I say word to Dim Lizzy
Kid I gets busy
And Ill knock all of y'all off this Wonderwall
Cause on a daily basis
I rock like Oasis
Bit the Beatles style from a fetus to a child
I kill fourteen billion cells puffin' L's
Stompin' devils on all nine levels of Hell
Check the transmission
Hear the transition
Observe the technition
INFI(?) Nightvision
Ya hot like reels
I lace my drug deals
As you scheme to check feels
On chicks in high heels
Its all bright and sunny
When ya holdin' big money
Buy my Sonics got Youth
Plus my Muds got Honey
I can be the King of Grunge if I blows my sponge away
here's a little black spot on a sunny day




But y'all don't care if my souls up there
So come on and feel the sting from the true Pain King!

Overall Meaning

The House of Pain's song X-Files is a rap song that explores different beliefs, cultures, and attitudes. The lyrics start with mentioning Jesus as the lord to be praised and then Allah to be akbar. Then, the rapper talks about the six-pointed star and says "Shalom" as per his Jewish friends' advice. The song keeps moving with rhyming lines, and the rapper boasts about his skills as a basketball player and a drug dealer. He mentions that he can beat his enemies like Rocky Marciano, and he can knock billions of cells by smoking marijuana. The X-Files refers to the popular TV series where they investigate paranormal activities.


The chorus talks about how people have different priorities and beliefs in life. Some of them are looking for sexual pleasures, while others seek cash. Some choose knowledge and others math, and there are some who stick to the path while others stray from it. It shows how people have different choices and how they prioritize their lives, and there is no universal one-size-fits-all solution to life.


Line by Line Meaning

Well if Jesus is your Lord
If you're a Christian, you worship Jesus


Then praise your God
Worship your Lord


If Islams your thing Allah you Akbar
If you're a Muslim, you believe in Allah's greatness


And if you represent the six pointed star
If you're Jewish, you represent the star of David


Then my Heebs back home told me to say Shalom
My Jewish friends told me to say hello


I put grooves in the mix
I create rhythmic patterns in music


I make moves like the Knicks
I move fast and with precision


And take ya straight up the lane
I take the opportunity to succeed


I block out the frame
I remove any distractions or obstacles


And then I freeze it
I take a moment to appreciate my success


Believe it
Trust in what I say


You need it like Heron
You need it like you need drugs


Before you get ya fight on
Before you start a fight


Kid, get your stare on
Focus your attention


Here come the Dondada making ghettos red hotta
The Dondada is here to make the ghettos hot


I drop the boom bata like Jake Lamatta
I hit hard like Jake LaMotta


I can single you out
I can point you out in a crowd


And isolate ya like Mono
I can isolate you like a virus


I'm undefeated like Rocky Marciano
I haven't lost like Rocky Marciano


Hit ya right below the belt
Hit you where it hurts


Now ya singing saprano
Now you're yelling high-pitched


Talk what ya talk still you don't know what I know
You can talk all you want, but you don't know what I know


Some fiend for ass
Some people crave sex


Some fiend for cash
Some people crave money


Some do the knowledge
Some people seek knowledge


Some do the math
Some people like math


Some stick to the road
Some people stick to their path


Some stray from the path
Some people wander from their path


Now East Coast
Now on to the East Coast


Westcoast
West Coast


Money, what's the beef
What's the problem with money?


Its goin down rough like swallowin teeth
Things are getting tough like swallowing teeth


I say word to Dim Lizzy
A reference to the band Thin Lizzy


Kid I gets busy
I'm always working


And Ill knock all of y'all off this Wonderwall
I'll knock all of you off your pedestal


Cause on a daily basis
Because every day


I rock like Oasis
I rock like the band Oasis


Bit the Beatles style from a fetus to a child
I've been imitating the Beatles since I was young


I kill fourteen billion cells puffin' L's
I smoke weed that kills billions of cells


Stompin' devils on all nine levels of Hell
I'm strong enough to beat devils on all 9 levels of Hell


Check the transmission
Check what I'm sending out


Hear the transition
Hear the change in my music


Observe the technition
Watch me do my job


INFI(?) Nightvision
Unknown reference to night vision goggles


Ya hot like reels
You're on fire like a film reel


I lace my drug deals
I mix my music like a drug dealer mixes drugs


As you scheme to check feels
As you try to see if you like it


On chicks in high heels
Referring to women in high heels


Its all bright and sunny
Everything is going well


When ya holdin' big money
When you have a lot of money


Buy my Sonics got Youth
Unknown reference to the Seattle Supersonics


Plus my Muds got Honey
Unknown reference to something valuable


I can be the King of Grunge if I blows my sponge away
I have the potential to be great if I work hard


here's a little black spot on a sunny day
Even in the best of times, there can be a problem


But y'all don't care if my souls up there
But you don't care if my soul is in heaven


So come on and feel the sting from the true Pain King!
Experience the sting of the true House of Pain leader




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ERIK SCHRODY, LEOR DIMANT

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@sethnicholls7861

So underrated, classic dope track.

@canadaparlay

So many great bars here. Such an underrated song!!!

@carlcaola6743

Case closed

@tashaelainecrawford5343

@@carlcaola6743 to the morning meeting with a friend and then I'll call u

@knowtilus1389

Legendary track!
I hardly miss these good old times...

@MegaMarlinhunter

Hugely underrated bars and beats from House of Pain.

@sandorfintor

I remember hearing this song when it came out on Power 106...then It didn't get to me. Now I realize - this is an all time classic.

@snoopydoopy9760

it's all bright and sunny when you holdin' big money...

@backlasher7898

So underrated.. still listening 2022!

@matusderer686

old school in 2018 awesome

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